1. Camp Mates


    Date: 9/5/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Bob_6, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories

    Summer vacation and my parents decided to go camping - not just that, but they decided to go camping with my uncle and his family as well. My dad’s brother lives in Italy, but they were coming over to The States for a two week break. I am the only child in our family; I’m twenty-two, slim, long red hair and I have sweet little tits. I’m proud of them. My name is Caroline, but everyone calls me Beet, as in Beetroot - red, red hair. My aunt could not have children of her own due to an accident many years ago. So, they had adopted; a son, called Liam. Liam was younger than me, at nineteen. Our families had not seen each other for quite some time, something like ten, maybe twelve years, though mum and dad used to talk to them on the phone now and again, just to keep up with things and see how we all were. My uncle moved his family to Italy because of his job. They used to be our neighbours, and we did all get along fairly well - apart from Liam and me, who always fought as little kids do. When I last saw Liam he was a plump little boy with short, curly blond hair; talking about hair, he would always pull my hair. I hated him; every time he saw me he would pull my hair, pull, pull, pull - fucking cunt, I wanted to kick him in the nuts. We were all due to meet up at a camp site which was close to a beach. We were going to drive there directly from home. Uncle and his family were going to fly in close by and rent a car for the time they were there. We had never been camping before ...
    and I was not sure that I’d like it; I had my reservations, but was going to give it a go. We reached the site first, no sign of the others; I helped mum and dad to put up two tents, a big one for them and the other was for me. Their's was much bigger than mine; although mine was a two person one, I wanted a bit of room to breathe in the thing, so a single one which they offered me first, I rejected - I’m a girl, I need space. All three of us had lunch, and as we walked back to the tents dad got a call from Uncle, who said that they were not far and would be about ten minutes or so. I did not fancy helping them to put up any more tents, so I made an excuse and made my way down to the beach for a stroll. It was warm and sunny, just right for a stroll and to check out the local talent, if there was any on that beach. The beach was not that full; there were boys - men - on the beach, but none of them caught my eye. One boy did approach me, but he seemed very immature and very hyper. An hour or so passed and I thought that they must have gotten their tents up, so I made my way back to the site. Lots of other people had come and pitched tents while I was on my stroll. When I found our tents and saw Dad with Uncle, I went and said hello and got hugs and kisses from both Uncle and then Aunt, who came out when she heard us from inside the tent. Mum came out too and asked about my walk; I told them all that the beach was great and we should all spend some time there. As I talked to Mum ...
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